Shy Glizzy - Get It Again lyrics

[Intro: Shy Glizzy] Hey Young Jefe Cardo got wings f** it up, get it again [Chorus: Shy Glizzy] My mind it be stuck on that cash If I love you, I’ll give you my last Hundreds and fifties is hitting the stash Twenties and tens, we blow that sh** fast f** it up, get it again f** it up, get it again f** it up, get it again We f** it up, f** it up, get it again I’m here to make money, not friends I fell in love with the blue on them bands I like to thumb through a check with my friends For all of this money, committed some sins f** it up, get it again (yeah) f** it up, get it again (f** it up) f** it up, get it again We f** it up, f** it up, get it again, yeah [Verse 1: Shy Glizzy] She wanna f** with a boss She cannot kick it with him She wanna f** a big dog I told her okay lil baby I’m him Me and my n***as we ballin’ f** around, cut the net off of the rim (swish) I f** around, f** her again (yeah) Then I f** around, f** on her friends They like who is them n***as right there? I see all of them dressed in Monclers I spent twenty bands on my ears (bling bling) Goddamnit this sh** is unfair (goddamn, goddamn) Play with me n***a, I dare I highly advise you to stay over there Got your lil b**h and another lil b**h and they all in my bed We layin’ on the spread I am the Louboutin don I’m pa**ing my swag to my son Big booty b**h on my arm She papi can we go to Milan? I took that b**h to Miami Yeah and we stayed at The One We had to live up on Sunday I f**ed that b**h off the Dom Perignon, uh [Chorus: Shy Glizzy] My mind it be stuck on that cash If I love you, I’ll give you my last Hundreds and fifties is hitting the stash Twenties and tens, we blow that sh** fast f** it up, get it again f** it up, get it again f** it up, get it again We f** it up, f** it up, get it again I’m here to make money, not friends I fell in love with the blue on them bands I like to thumb through a check with my friends For all of this money, committed some sins f** it up, get it again (yeah) f** it up, get it again (f** it up) f** it up, get it again We f** it up, f** it up, get it again, yeah [Verse 2: Dave East] I fell in love with the seats in the Wraith My lawyer Jewish, I’m beating my case Hundreds and fifties, we keeping it safe You say you got pistols, I need ’em today I don’t feel safe if I ain’t got a pipe My homie just called me, they just gave him life I’m tryna give 50K to his lawyer I hope they appeal that sh** like shakin’ dice f** up a check when I run up in Saks My b**h got my name tatted right on her a** I used to bag up, go right to the ave I ain’t have no whip, I got right in the cab Goin’ for nothing, know I’m with the sh** I like to match up my gun with my fit Shout out to Glizzy, know I got that glizzy Got so many diamonds I look like a lick So many b**hes I look like a pimp We ordering lobster, don’t forget the shrimp Foreign, I gotta five percent the tint Every day prayin’, lord forgive my sins Young n***a risk it all for a Benz Ain’t got no pal, I’m goin’ to the pen Baggin’ the powder, blow it in the wind I’m gon’ get dollars, know I’m ’bout to spend I gotta get money [Chorus: Shy Glizzy] My mind it be stuck on that cash If I love you, I’ll give you my last Hundreds and fifties is hitting the stash Twenties and tens, we blow that sh** fast f** it up, get it again f** it up, get it again f** it up, get it again We f** it up, f** it up, get it again I’m here to make money, not friends I fell in love with the blue on them bands I like to thumb through a check with my friends For all of this money, committed some sins f** it up, get it again (yeah) f** it up, get it again (f** it up) f** it up, get it again We f** it up, f** it up, get it again, yeah